Tengo Un Mal Presentimiento

Darling, don't freaking
In front of the TV
I have a bad feeling
Your love was a lie
Disinformation
My thoughts are few

And sometimes
I live finished
Rotten, trampled
Because of the tragedy
Of your grandiose love
That's why I'm still crushed
Humiliated, imprisoned
And I'm intoxicated
And blessed be the moment
I met your love

With so many injections
In the elevator, HA!
I have a bad feeling
Your love was that mixture
Between cyanide and passion
Full of resentment

And I've been left without a home
Without a car
Without brains in my head
Stuck behind bars
Because of your love
All I have left is the memory
Joyful to see the police
Breaking my face
After I stabbed
Your heart

Darling, that night
I was going to tell you
I have a bad feeling
Your love is the irony that lets me live
Without any regret

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